Chapter 182

It was time for Alyssa to present her present.

When the antique rosewood chair was carried in, every antique fanatic and collector in the venue erupted into excitement.

“That is a stunning relic!”

“Oh goodness, I wish I could get my hands on it!”

“This is probably the most precious thing Mr. Beckett Senior would have gotten tonight besides the porcelain set!”

“Who is this Alice White? How did she get her hands on something so priceless? Looks like Mr. Beckett’s ex–wife might have been an heiress in hiding!”

Jasper’s heart had leaped into his throat. He gazed fixedly at Alice. He had never expected her to give the old man an antique the Taylor family had won at the auction. This chair itself was worth over a hundred million!

It seemed like the Taylor family really doted on her.

“This is our gift to you, Grandpa. May you be blessed with prosperity and happiness, and live forevermore!” Alyssa said to Newton.

Beside her, Jonah bowed his head slightly. “I wish you a happy birthday, Mr. Beckett Senior. May you be blessed with boundless youth and wisdom, and remain strong as a yew.”

sight of the two people beside one another, looking so regal and matching,

his chest where his heart was pounding before quickly putting his hand away. He

cried, feeling grateful. “You really shouldn’t have. I would have loved anything you prepared for me. That goes to

“Mr. Beckett Senior, we’re happy you like

of effort into getting it,” Betty sneered. “How convenient to be able to give

that big of an advantage. That’s why I have prepared my own

at her

did she have up her sleeve

upon hearing that. “Oh?

air. A moment

a piece of boulder opal with a stunningly carved scene of mountains, valleys, and rivers on its

crowd went

captivated by the carving. The craftsmanship

The Morning View’? Where did you get this, Alice?” Newton exclaimed

Alice said shyly. “This is my mimic of it. I call it ‘A Glimpse of Morning“. I’ve done my best

crowd gawked in

paled in comparison? What was she

$15 BOWS

could render such an intricate scenery on crystalth nearly indistinguishable from the

young woman? Could she have been one of Herman Fowler’s private

murmured amongst themselves, utterly amazed

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